Qin Changqing gently patted his clothes.
He had the heart of a fierce tiger, a sense of pride, and a disdainful arrogance towards everyone.
This was the influence of the Overlord Sword Intent; a king should naturally stand tall and upright.
Of course, he was proud, but he knew better than to joke around with his life and was well aware of how to act without dying.
"Me? I'm just a humble master of a seventh-ranked family." Qin Changqing looked around,
"Who else is coming? If no one is coming, I'll keep pretending to be superior."
The crowd looked at each other in dismay.
Nobody dared to step forward rashly.
"Everyone." At this time, Zhuge Wanqing finally spoke.
The scene quieted down.
"Everyone, please calm down. Actually, Qin family's master and I had an agreement long ago." Zhuge Wanqing looked at Qin Changqing hesitantly and said, "Master Qin, your friend, who exactly is…"
